Ji Xingchen's gaze moved to the gift box. He obviously had a connection with his own blood. After looking at it for a moment, he nodded.

Bai Wan also came over. Although her expression could not be seen, the atmosphere instantly became solemn.

Even the ghost face poked his head out and said, "Is this not a show of power?"

Chi Shen laughed at this time: "This is a greeting."

Under the confused gaze of Gui Lian, Chi Shen continued: "Wen Qin sent his greetings. He knows that Ji Xingchen is here with me."

The next day, when Chi Shen got up, he saw that Ji Xingchen had indeed sorted out the things provided by Wei Zhuo. In addition, he also smelled some burnt smell, which was the smell of something burning.

"Is the breakfast next door burnt?" Chi Shen muttered, then went to eat breakfast and went to work.

At noon, Chi Shen went to the Special Security Bureau and handed over the "gift" that Bai Ximing had sent last night and the things provided by Wei Zhuo to Yuan Yiping.

Yuan Yiping attached great importance to this matter. With a heavy face, he thanked Chi Shen and told him that according to his rank, he could not handle this matter. Now an investigation team has been set up in Gangcheng and has started an investigation. What Chi Shen provided is very useful to them.

Chi Shen came to deliver something and was about to leave when he was stopped by Xu Jiayuan, who warmly invited him to eat in the Special Security Bureau cafeteria. Thinking that he could save money on a meal, Chi Shen happily followed Xu Jiayuan.

Xu Jiayuan picked a seat in a corner and sat down. He prepared a rich lunch for Chi Shen, then looked at Chi Shen with anticipation, as if asking: Is it delicious?

Of course, Chi Shen knew that he didn't want to ask this, so he said, "Go ahead and ask."

Xu Jiayuan's gossipy heart immediately ignited, and he asked in a low voice: "Are you going to see Mr. Zhong?"

Chi Shen nodded and didn't ask Xu Jiayuan why he knew that.

Seeing Chi Shen nod, Xu Jiayuan immediately became happy: "I told you that you are a good person. Let Zhong Yi go ahead boldly. You will definitely agree."

After that, he looked at Chi Shen with some worry: "The people of the Bai family have also gone there. In fact, I think the Bai family is not good enough. Zhong Yi also thinks so, but he is still at the back of his family. Everyone looks at him as a child. He can't convince the older generation of his family. Those people of the Bai family were not called by Zhong Yi, so don't mind it."

Chi Shen laughed: "Why should I care about them."

Seeing Chi Shen's smile, Xu Jiayuan's worried expression disappeared, and he also laughed: "That's good, I was afraid of you... Oh, forget it, let's not talk about the Bai family in the future, you have nothing to do with them anyway."

As the two were eating, Xu Jiayuan also talked about the head of the Zhong family, Zhong Yi's grandfather, and the matter of the unconscious old man Zhong.

Xu Jiayuan looked around and said to Chi Shen mysteriously, "I have also heard about what happened to Mr. Zhong this time. They have already gone around. They went to Brother Yuan's Yuan family, the Zhang family and the Ge family in Jiangnan, the Li family in Xi'an, and the Wang family in Shandong. They all went but they can't do anything."

Perhaps fearing that Chi Shen would not understand, Xu Jiayuan explained in a low voice: "The Special Security Bureau was established by the Li family in the imperial capital, who took the lead. Then they found major families in various places and jointly established it. Later, they also absorbed some talented people from society. However, the families I just mentioned are still the ones that have a larger share in the Special Security Bureau, have more say, and are of course more powerful."

"If they can't solve it, then the Special Security Bureau can't solve it either, so the Zhong family will seek help from families outside the Special Security Bureau." Xu Jiayuan said, "But I also heard something. They came to Gangcheng not just because of the Bai family, but because of Zhong Yi's father, Uncle Zhong, who went to the imperial capital and waited for three days. He asked for a divination and told them to go to Gangcheng to solve the problem. Everyone thought the divination was about the Bai family. After all, there was only one Bai family in Gangcheng, so they rushed here in a hurry."

After that, Xu Jiayuan looked at Chi Shen curiously again: "Zhong Yi should have told you about his grandfather's condition. Can you see if it's okay? If the old man is not doing well, I will prepare Zhong Yi mentally first."

Chi Shen listened to his words, as if his words could determine the life or death of the old man. He didn't say anything, just said: "After all, I'm not a doctor, let me go and see first."

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Bai family.

Bai Ximing was sitting in the hall, drinking tea.

There were a few cups of tea in front of him, still hot, proving that the guests had just left. However, the guests did not drink his tea, so the cups were still seven-tenths full.

This place is no longer Bai Hengqing's home. Of course, it is not the house where he lived before. He moved to another place. As for the house, if he wants it, he can have it.

Now this place is magnificent, bigger and more luxurious than Bai Hengqing's home, and much more comfortable than his previous house, but he doesn't care much about this, he is thinking about other things.

For example, whether his child is satisfied with the gift he gave.

Thinking of this, he laughed.

At the beginning, he didn't understand the child's character and treated him the same way as ordinary people, so it had the opposite effect. This was also the reason why he dissuaded Xu Xiuyun, but now, he feels that he is okay again.

As expected of his child, Bai Ximing thought. He was very much like him and not a good person. After living in the Bai family's old house for a few days, he learned how to raise ghosts and even called it making friends with ghosts.

Why hadn't he thought of this before?

Since they are not good people, their way of communication can be simpler, such as directly using some ghost-raising items to communicate. That is also a very normal thing. He believes that his children and the ghosts he raises will like it.

What's more, among these gifts, there were things prepared by Wenqin, including the blood prepared by Wenqin. He wanted to take it away at that time, but he finally held back. After all, he wanted to show his sincerity, so it was normal to send better things.

After taking a sip of tea, Bai Ximing's expression relaxed, and the unhappiness he had felt because Wen Qin and He Lao came to see him together also disappeared.

The old He who suddenly ran away came back with Wen Qin. The story goes that he went to the imperial capital just to ask Wen Qin to come back and solve the problem. The situation was urgent at the time, so he did not notify them.

Anyone who heard this would feel that something was wrong, but with Wen Qin around, he couldn't get angry at the time, so he just let Mr. He get away with it.

At this moment, when he thought of his child, he felt that Mr. He’s worries were nothing. He must be very happy now. After all, those things are really not easy for ordinary people to deal with.

Bai Ximing had already thought of Chi Shen's happy expression when he received the gifts, and even thought of how Chi Shen would use those things to tame ghosts. His smile gradually deepened. If it were not for the future, he would still have some interest in this his own biological son.

After a while, a man came over and said to Bai Ximing, "Master, it's time to go to Mr. Zhong."

Bai Ximing put down the teacup, smiled and nodded: "Let's go."

Going to the hospital now was also a good time for him. He was not sure he could solve Mr. Zhong's problem before, so he just put it off. Now that Wenqin was here, although he could not solve the problem either, Wenqin had prepared some things for him that could come in handy.

Mr. Zhong was arranged by the Zhong family to be hospitalized in the best hospital in Gangcheng, where he was kept alive by some medical equipment. Although he was not dead, he showed no signs of waking up, like a vegetative state.

But the Zhong family all knew that the reason why Mr. Zhong couldn't wake up was because of a ghost, and they couldn't find the ghost or solve the problem.

At this moment, Dr. Zhong's ward was full of people.

Because of the special situation of the Zhong family, the hospital arranged a single room for them. This single room was not luxurious and was even a bit small, but the Zhong family had no objection. They did not value these external things. As long as the old man was alive, that was good enough.

But in this case, if there are a few more people in the ward, it will seem a little small.

It looked like the ward was full of people, but in fact there were only four people in the ward, all of them were uncles and aunts from the Zhong family.

"It's been a week, and Dad doesn't seem to be waking up," one person said.

Someone else said, "The Bai family...we have never had any contact with them before, and we don't know their situation. Can they really solve it?"

Someone retorted: "This is the divination that Jingsong prayed for three days. If you don't believe the Bai family, you have to believe the one in the imperial capital."

Someone sighed, "At least... at least Dad looks better. There's nothing we can do."

"Should we agree to the conditions proposed by the Bai family?" someone asked.

"The Bai family still cares about us. They keep asking us if we want to go to a better place. They may have their own considerations for what they want. They are not trying to take advantage of us."

"But isn't this the best hospital in Hong Kong?"

"Let us split the Zhong family secret technique into two and send one to you. Isn't that taking advantage?"

"They also said that they might be trying to find a way to save Dad from inside."

"We have to make sure that Dad can wake up before we agree to the Bai family's conditions." A calm voice interrupted the quarrel that was about to break out.

The ward fell silent, and several people began to talk about other things.

"I hope Dad is okay this time."

"What's inside that hotel..."

After they chatted for a while, there was a knock on the ward door. Bai Ximing pushed the door open with a smile: "Are you used to living here, old man? I see that his condition has improved. Why don't you transfer him to a hospital in the suburbs? I know their dean, and the environment is much better than here."

Several people from the Zhong family looked at each other, and the youngest one seemed to want to speak, but was pulled back by the person next to him.

Then Zhong Yi's father Zhong Jingsong came out and said, "Don't bother Brother Bai. We are fine living here. Brother Bai, you are here today. Is there any improvement in the old man's condition?"

Bai Ximing had come to see him before and took some measures. He said that he would come once a week in the future. However, it was not yet time for his next visit, so Bai Ximing could be said to have come early. Zhong Jingsong thought that there might be something that needed to be taken care of.

"There is indeed a turn for the better," Bai Ximing said with a smile, "so I came to take a look today, but this ward is too small, can you give me a seat?"

The people in the ward looked at each other and walked out. Zhong Jingsong turned around and asked Bai Ximing: "Brother Bai, if you need any help, just let me know."

Seeing that everyone else had walked out, Bai Ximing walked into the ward. Hearing this, he turned around and said, "I hope you can consider what I said before. To solve the problem of Mr. Zhong, the thing I mentioned is indispensable. You also know that it happened on your Zhong family's territory, and it must be related to some things of your Zhong family."

Zhong Jingsong's face became heavy, and he said, "I'll think about it again."

Bai Ximing did not urge him, but just said: "I also want to solve Mr. Zhong's problem as soon as possible. I can only suppress it temporarily. My method can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. Whether Mr. Zhong can wake up depends on his luck."

"I understand. Thank you for your help then." Zhong Jingsong said, and then he left the ward.

Several younger generations of the Zhong family left the ward but did not go far. They all stood outside the ward, looking at the door worriedly.

There was a wisp of dark air coming out of the ward. Someone was worried and wanted to go in to take a look, but was stopped and told not to disturb Bai Ximing.

This wait lasted for two hours.

When the door of the ward was opened again, Bai Ximing came out sweating. He looked a little tired, but he still managed a smile: "The old man is in good condition, you can go and see him."

The Zhong family immediately rushed into the ward. Bai Ximing was watching them with a smile from outside. Soon, a sound was heard from inside the ward.

"Dad's fingers are moving! His eyelids are moving too. Is he going to wake up?"

"Dad's complexion has indeed improved a lot, and he looks full of vitality. This is the best result we have had since we sought medical treatment for so long."

"Then about Dad..."

Hearing this, Zhong Jingsong walked out of the ward, closed the door, looked at Bai Ximing and said, "Thank you for your help."

Bai Ximing smiled and sighed: "It's not a big deal, but it's a pity that I still haven't figured out the old man's specific situation."

Zhong Jingsong thought for a moment with a heavy face, and then made a gesture of invitation: "Let's talk somewhere else."

Bai Ximing and Zhong Jingsong left, and the discussion in the ward continued. After a while, there was a knock on the ward door again.

Someone opened the door and saw Zhong Yi outside. His heavy expression relaxed a lot: "Grandpa looks much better today. It seems that the Bai family really has some solutions."

Seeing that there was another person next to Zhong Yi, he asked in confusion: "Is this your friend?"

Chi Shen looked over with a smile: "Hello, Auntie."

Zhong Yi said, "This is my friend Chi Shen. I brought him to see Grandpa. He has solved many troublesome ghost incidents before and is very capable."

Now, several people in the ward looked over, and when they saw the young Chi Shen, they all frowned.

One person said, "Xiao Yi, I know you are worried about your grandfather, but this matter is not something that ordinary people can solve. You also know that several major families cannot solve it."

Although the other person did not show his dissatisfaction with Zhong Yi's behavior, he still said: "The head of the Bai family just came to see him. The old man's condition has improved. He should be able to wake up soon."

Zhong Yi's aunt, who came to open the door, tried to smooth things over: "This is also Zhong Yi's good intention. Let him go and have a look. Maybe he has real skills."

As she spoke, she asked Zhong Yi and Chi Shen to go in, then turned around and asked kindly, "Xiao Chi, which school of martial arts did you learn from, and who is your master?"

Chi Shen smiled politely as he would to an elder: "I learned it by myself, I don't have a teacher."

Zhong Yi's aunt's expression suddenly became uncontrollable and a little cracked.

Chi Shen had already walked into the ward at this moment. The moment he stepped into the ward, everyone in the ward sensed something and immediately looked at his shadow.

"Who are you bringing here?" someone asked sternly.

The other two also moved. Zhong Yi's aunt raised her hand and reached towards Chi Shen's shoulder, obviously wanting to subdue Chi Shen first, while the other person casually took out an eight-diagram mirror and a small paper sword with cinnabar patterns on the sword. It looked like some kind of simple ghost-exorcising equipment.

Zhong Yi hurriedly explained, "This is my friend. I know there is a ghost in his shadow. That ghost is registered. It doesn't matter! It really doesn't matter!"

But no one listened to him.

The Bagua mirror flipped over, reflecting the light from the ward and directly onto the shadow behind Chi Shen.

Chi Shen slightly turned sideways and took a step forward to avoid the hand extended by Zhong Yi's aunt. At the same time, he also changed direction to block the light from the Bagua mirror.

The light reflected from the Bagua mirror fell on his body, making his bright yellow sweatshirt very eye-catching.

At this time, Chi Shen was already standing in front of Mr. Zhong's bed. He lowered his eyes to look at the old man's slightly ruddy face and smiled, "Did you put a ghost in his head to stimulate him in order to make him look better?"

After these words were spoken, everyone in the ward fell silent. Zhong Yi's aunt, who had originally wanted to come over and chase him out, stopped at this moment, her hand that had just been extended, her face filled with shock.

Chi Shen didn't know what they were shocked about. He raised his hand and grabbed the top of Mr. Zhong's head, and caught a screaming little ghost. After he caught the little ghost, Mr. Zhong's face quickly turned pale, and even his eyelids, which used to tremble, stopped moving, and returned to their previous appearance.

Chi Shen crushed the little ghost to death and looked at the bedside: "Oh, there is another one here."